Things in the world are very strange.
If you put flowers in your heart, they will never bloom.
In the days that followed, Zao Wuji's life had another thread, which was to go to karate practice after class in the afternoon.
Of course, he pretended to know nothing about it and started practicing basic movements.
However, after three days, except for some understanding of the layout of this martial arts hall, nothing else was learned.
In other words, the effectiveness of Zhao Wuji's plan to penetrate into the enemy was too low.
It made people doubt whether this method would work. .
Another week passed.
Zao Wuji used the week to "examine himself" at home, analyzing and summarizing the possible problems and drawbacks of his plan.
The final result was that he was too wishful thinking, not to mention that the other party was at Jinghua University.
It has been in business for many years and has huge power and strength, but the previous eight seniors who have sacrificed show that the enemy's anti-reconnaissance capabilities are very strong, and what they think of, others also want.
It seems that the conventional methods are no longer possible, and I have to think of some unique tricks.
Fortunately, after a week, my Japanese language level has improved a lot.
Part of the credit for this must be attributed to the instructors of the Karate Club.
Many of them are They were from neighboring countries.
They communicated with each other in their native language, which provided Zhao Wuji with a good listening training environment.
There were no specific arrangements for the two days.
Zhao Wuji was very depressed about the poor progress of the preliminary work.
He ran downstairs and rented many police and gangster movies and watched them for two days in a row.
He was eager to find some solutions and learn something from them, but There is no way to prescribe the right medicine and it is not applicable to the current situation.
The setback in progress further stimulated Zao Wou-Ki's fighting spirit, and he kept doing nothing without rest.
On the first day of another week, after class, Zao Wou-Ki ran to practice karate for an hour as usual.
After eating, he went to the library to stay.
I stayed there until the evening self-study get out of class was over.
Following the flow of people, Zhao Wuji also pretended to walk out of the school, and found a place to have some midnight snacks.
At about ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Wuji sneaked into the school secretly.
For Zhao Wuji, who was at home in the primeval forest, it was too easy to sneak into the school.
Considering that the enemy was powerful and might leave some traces, he did not use his student ID to enter and exit.
Instead, he found a wall with dense woods and saw no one left or right.
Behind the people, with a whoosh, a monkey rushed up to the branch like a monkey, jumped a few times quickly, and disappeared.
Relying on the cover of black, Zhao Wuji restrained his aura, used raccoon walking skills, and ran into the karate club quickly and lightly like a raccoon cat.
The karate club was built in a bamboo forest and was renovated from a large old villa. , the building is three stories high, the lights in the practice hall have been turned off, and the get out of class has obviously ended.
Zhao Wuji climbed up to the roof along the water pipe in a few seconds and lurked in a dark corner.
With Zhao Wuji's ability to lurk, especially his ability to blend in with nature, he was outstanding.
Even the top killers found him when they came over.
There is no trace of Zhao Wuji’s existence.
After listening for a while, he didn't find anything suspicious.
Zhao Wuji opened the door to the top floor, stepped in, and gently closed the door.
He saw that all the lights in the rooms downstairs were still on.
It was obvious that someone was on the first floor.
From time to time someone moves around.
Zao Wuji's beast-like vigilance was at its limit at this time.
He heard everything around him, and after knowing what was going on, he found the master bedroom and walked towards it.
There was someone in the master bedroom.
After listening carefully, it was a man and a woman having sex.
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The moans could be vaguely heard through the door.
Zhao Wuji's face turned red.
Knowing that there was nothing worth waiting for, he came to lie on his side.
It's the same situation.
These guys really know how to enjoy themselves.
The vigorous Zhao Wuji was so depressed that he wanted to scold his mother, so he simply ran to the roof of the building, blowing in the cool evening breeze, which restored his mood a lot.
Hearing a little erotic scene made him feel emotional.
Fluctuating, seeing that he has returned it, it seems that his mind has not been cultivated enough.
After waiting for half an hour, Zhao Wuji secretly came down again.
Many rooms downstairs had already turned off the lights.
At the gate, a few big men in black sent a few beauties dressed in pure clothes out of the room.
These beauties looked like they should be from this school. students, look at the way they collect money, could it be that they were all in the room just now?
If you are old enough, you really know how to enjoy it.
Zhao Wuji scolded his mother, these schoolgirls are too cheap, they can sell to anyone, but don’t sell to these people.
Zhao Wuji, who has been in the modern city for a few days, has already guessed what these women do.
This is thanks to Zhang Peng and others.
When several men are together, they are women except for fighting.
They also repeatedly warned Zhao Wuji to be careful.
He really couldn't bear it.
Live, be sure to remember to wear a condom, this is also a topic for men.
The one who is close to the ink is the dark one, so Zhao Wuji naturally knows a lot about it, although he still doesn't know what it is.
I found a place to hide, and channeled my skills to my ears.
I could hear all the conversations in the room.
Except for the snoring of people sleeping, some guys on duty were talking about the beautiful students they had seen during the day and how they had taught them step by step. , those hands are as smooth and tender as white jade, tsk tsk Really unable to listen anymore, Zhao Wuji felt a little discouraged and knew that he might not be able to do it again today.
Could it be that he had chosen the wrong target?
This was not the location of the target he was looking for, or it had nothing to do with his mission.
Wouldn't that be another problem?
took a detour Zhao Wuji, who had no reconnaissance ability, was depressed and wanted to kill someone.
He endured his dejected mood and sneaked out of the karate club and lurked out along the way.
As soon as he walked not far away, he suddenly felt something moving deep in the dense forest.
He couldn't help but lurk towards it out of curiosity.
Lie down behind a big tree.
This location is at the deepest part of the school park.
There is a pool of water with some water lilies planted on it.
On one side of the pool are tall woods and on the other side is a flat lawn.
The clear moonlight shines around, adding a bit of tranquility.
On the lawn, an old man with white hair was practicing Kung Fu in traditional white clothes.
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but look at him curiously.
He saw that the old man's fighting style was simple, honest and aggressive.
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel strange.
Despite my age, why is my boxing style still so popular?
Isn’t it time to practice Tai Chi and maintain health at this age?
After watching it for a while, Zhao Wuji was even more surprised.
This was definitely a set of internal martial arts.
It should be a real traditional Chinese martial arts.
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It has magnificent fists, strong strength, fast kung fu and strong practicality.
It is rare.
Therefore, Zhao Wuji, who had no experience in martial arts, was completely unaware of the taboo of peeking at people practicing martial arts.
He watched with relish and saw that the old man's fists were sometimes compact and delicate, sometimes his fists were brave and powerful, and sometimes his fists were stretched and steady. .
What surprised Zao Wou-ki even more was that his movements imitated the predatory and self-defense movements of some animals, such as tigers, monkeys, horses, hawks, chickens, harriers, swallows, snakes, birds, eagles, bears, etc.
They were very practical.
Strong, fierce fighting style, no tricks, straight forward and straight back, quick movement, less somersaults and somersaults.
Zhao Wuji could see that this style of fighting was especially suitable for battlefield combat, or in group fights with one against ten.
The old man in the field did not look old at all.
Sometimes he looked like a fierce tiger, sometimes like a cunning waiter, and sometimes like a galloping horse. , sometimes like an eagle, between transformations, flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go, exquisite and exquisite.
"Okay" Zhao Wuji couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice.
At this time, the old man suddenly trembled all over and made a crackling sound.
Like an alert poisonous snake, he looked around.
His sharp eyes instantly locked on Zhao Wuji's position and shouted coldly: "Master, why are you spying on the old man practicing martial arts?
Please come out."
A narration.”
There is a saying for this.
It is a taboo in martial arts to peek at one's martial arts.
I don't know when this rule started to be passed down.
It is precisely because of this rule that it protects one's own unique skills from being spread, but it hinders martial arts. communication and development.
Of course, now is not the time to talk about whether this rule is right or wrong.
According to the rules of the martial arts world, it is very embarrassing for Zhao Wuji to peek at people practicing Kung Fu, and the practitioner does not notice it in time.
The person who peeked must either apologize and give the other party a satisfactory answer.
Explain, or fight, life or death, but it is definitely a life and death battle to defend face.
It's a pity that Zao Wuji doesn't understand this, he's not a martial arts person, and he doesn't understand the rules of martial arts.
This martial arts is not the current three religions and nine streams, but refers to the real martial arts world, which is the rules between sects, such as Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, etc.
Of course, with the development of this kind of rivers and lakes, it has evolved into more aristocratic families and wealthy families.
The form of existence has changed, but the rules are still there.
Seeing that he had been discovered, Zhao Wuji walked out with an embarrassed smile out of respect for the old man, bowed politely, and said: "Hello, old man, the junior Zhao Wuji passed by here and couldn't help but watch it.
I'm presumptuous.
"Excuse me, you deserve death, please forgive me."
The old man obviously didn't expect that the person who came out was a young man under twenty.
He couldn't help but secretly marvel at the other person's cultivation.
At this distance, if it were an ordinary person, there was no reason why he couldn't notice it.
If the other person hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have known that someone was peeking. .
What made the old man even more surprised was that the young man in front of him was polite and old-fashioned.
His anger subsided a little, but he still said coldly: "What sect do you belong to?
You should know the rules of spying on others practicing."
"Rules" Zhao Wuji said blankly: "I'm sorry, old man, I don't have any sect, and I don't know the rules of peeking into the practice.
If I knew I would be beaten to death, I wouldn't dare to watch."
Seeing the sincerity of Zhao Wuji's answer, the old man couldn't help but wonder.
Could it be that there is something wrong with the people in the world?
With his ability to lurk, his cultivation level is probably above his own, otherwise it would be impossible for him not to be discovered.
But, what about the younger generation?
That's when such a good hand came out Staring closely at Zhao Wuji, the old man saw the frankness in the other person's clear and impurity-free eyes, and was even more surprised.
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If he was not a member of the martial arts world, the rules could be flexibly handled.
If he was, there would probably be a fight tonight.
It's a life and death duel.
It's been a long time since I fought with anyone.
I can die in martial arts and I can rest in peace.
In an instant, the old man made a decision and asked: "Are you a student here?"
"Yes," Zhao Wuji also felt the opponent's mood swings.
He was hesitant for a while, curious for a while, and full of fighting spirit for a while.
He was really a weird old man.
Could it be that peeking into the practice was a taboo, carelessness, or lack of experience?
In order to show his sincerity, Zhao Wuji casually threw his student ID card to the other party.
He just wanted to explain clearly and leave this weird old man as soon as possible.
From the other party, Zhao Wuji smelled a beast-like breath.
This man was definitely the person he had met in his life.
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